BEHIND EMOTICONS LOVE 1515 (END OF LOVE STORIES)
EPS 19 SIMSON ANALYSIS

EPS 19 SIMSON ANALYSIS

The murder of Bripka Edhik caused a stir among the police. Moreover, no clue was found that led to the perpetrator. Both in the TKP and around the places where the tough bintara was visited that night. Information obtained from witnesses brought to the police is also very minimal. There is absolutely no evidence of involvement by any of the suspected parties in connection with the murder.

“I smell the scent of revenge and conspiracy from this murder,” said Mr. Samson.

Dandung was silent at the words of his superior. The look on Mr. Samson's face, like asking for further explanation about his conjecture.

“Although there is no clue yet, but I caught a very clear message,” continued Mr. Samson again.

Dandung scrunched his forehead. He has known his boss for over five years. And he knows very well Mr. Samson has a very keen intuition. The analysis rarely misses, although the basic facts are still vague and not even so clear. But Mr. Samson always has a strong belief when issuing important statements.

“Please allow Ndan, if you may know, what message was captured from this situation?” Ask Dandung.

Samson took a deep breath. His gaze stared at the ceiling of his spacious and comfortable work space.

“Obviously he wants to cause unrest in the internal police force. I'm sure there will be the next murder, with a very disguised mode.”

Samson turned his gaze towards Dandung. His superior statement really shocked Dandung's heart. Will there be another murder of the police? Wh who?

“And this time the victim is not a soldier anymore, but an officer at the level of Poltabes or Polda,” he continued while standing. “They want us restless and unfocused.”

Them? Dandung Inner. Then there is a group suspected of his superiors. Samson patted Dandung on the shoulder, as if warning him.

“Beware Dandung. Crimes happen not only because there is the intention of the culprit, but also when he finds the right opportunity to do so.”

Dandung nodded his head.

“Izin asked Ndan, is there a specific motive?”

“Sure. But I don't know yet,” replied Samson while shaking his head. “I feel there will be a big event that drags high officials in this country. And this is just the beginning. But remember, this is just my guess. Only you know, Dandung.”

Dandung was still staring deeply into Samson's face. Edhik's face was so imagined in his mind. Many questions in his heart, but he felt hesitant to say them. He felt Mr. Samson was keeping something in his mind and heart. But he is reluctant to say it because he does not yet have an alibi and supporting facts.

“Good Ndan. In that case, I beg your permission to return to the.” room

Samson nodded his head. Dandung saluted, then turned to leave his commander's desk. But just stepped closer to the exit Samson called him back.

Dandung turned his body back.

“Married Frida. She's the best girl for you. Or you'll find the biggest regret of your life,” Samson said. “When the boat is anchored to improve itself, before continuing the journey with a better destination.”

His voice was so heavy, as if putting pressure on Dandung. The young officer of the idol of the young policewomen fell silent while bowed. He did not dare to look at the face of Mr. Samson who he had considered like his father directly. For a while he they fell silent, playing with his own thoughts. Before Dandung turned his body back towards his own room.

“Thanks sir.”

***

“Hold that last breath, Goddess. Enjoy the grandeur of your palace for the last time. Once you breathe out, I'll kill you!”

The magnificent Balairung Space of Karang Bolong Palace was completely messy. Ken Darsih's rampage made the guards and the demon palace occupants completely overwhelmed. Several senapati, bodyguards, and maids were already killed by the force of poisonous rays coming out from both eyes. Even Dewi Suryakanti, the ruler of Karang Bolong Palace, has been successfully paralyzed with jiwo rope and is ready to be finished with his must-have flute.

“Let down your weapon young man! Ssshhh... !”

At the crucial moment, one loud but soft voice sounded and pierced the ears, stopping Ken Darsih's movements. The flute in his hand that had been swung, ready to stab the heart of Dewi Suryakanti he lifted back, Apparently Ken Darsih was surprised to hear a hissing sound like a snake, like a snake, as soon as the new figure comes it ends the words - he said.

“Let down your weapon young man! Ssshhh... !” the stranger repeated his words. “He's innocent in the least!”

Ken Darsih and Dewi Suryakanti turned towards the gate. The two gasped in shock with different expressions. Ken Darsih looked astonished by the figure he had just seen. Dewi Suryakanti is happy and excited. His eyes were glaring and his lips were smiling widely. Instantly he exclaimed calling out that newly arrived figure.

“Kanjeng Queen Nyai Blorong!”

A very beautiful female figure wearing a green kebaya with gold knitted. The golden green cloth was so long that it covered the lower part of her waist. His shoulders and stomach were left open, fortunately blocked by the transparent green shawl that swayed in the wind.

However, the beauty and beauty of his body looks only the upper part. The lower body, does not have legs like humans. Because the waist down the body of a beautiful woman is a very long snake tail. Some are circular in the hall, some come out not visible ends. And the human-shaped stealth figure canti is called nyai Blorong.

Nyi Blorong is the strongest commander owned by Kanjeng Ratu Kidul and is often considered the same power as Nyi Roro Kidul by his devotees. He has extraordinary powers, has followers of various kinds of subtle creatures. He is said to have been tasked with misleading humans into falling prey and making humans his obedient slaves.

At the time of the full moon, Nyi Blorong's beauty and devotion reach its peak, but when the moon shrinks, it will return to its original form of a giant snake. Serat Centhini mentions that the beautiful Nyi Blorong is the daughter of Queen Anginangin. She was married to Jaka Linglung after her future husband managed to kill white crocodile incarnation Prabu Dewatacengkar.

“Please reflect on your intention to kill innocent creature Ken Darsih, or you will regret your actions,”, Nyi Blorong said again.

Ken Darsih turned his body, then stood up straight. His blood-red eyes stared at Nyi Blorong's body with a face full of anger.

“Who are you that strange woman who dares ruin my pleasure?” ask Ken Darsih.

“I Nyi Blorong. Senopati main Queen of the South Coast.”

“Why did you stop me from killing the man who tortured my mother.”

“Because it wasn't him who tortured your mother.”

Hm, Ken Darsih smiled cynically.

“I've never trusted a demon girl like you. Prepare to accept your death, after my affair with Suryakanti is done.”

Ken Darsih turned his body back, ready to finish off the life of Goddess Suryakanti. But suddenly the voice of Daningrum stopped his intention again.

“Don't you do that Ken Darsih!”

“Mother?”